Your mother calls and says she hasn't seen you for a long time. The first year: You invite her for a week. You give her your room, and you both sleep on the lumpy studio couch. The fifth year: Your mother sleeps on the lumpy studio couch. The tenth year: You send the children to mother.
Lois WyseIt was only long after the ceremony that we learned why we got married in the first place.
Lois WyseDid I choose you? Did you choose me? And what difference does it make? All that really matters, friend, is that we chose together.
Lois Wyse